Tag Archives: chaos

When I awoke I found myself at the wheel of my mother’s silver Volvo automatic heading downhill at top speed along a high-hedged, narrow country lane. I bounced across the roundabout at the bottom, lost a wheel, and landed the … Continue reading →

TPR took down all the pictures in the hall and replaced them with a single massive canvas. It was so big that it covered both the wall and the floor. Friends, art lovers, and the general public from all around … Continue reading →

The classroom was in chaos. Bowls of soup dropped down from the ceiling. My ex-colleague KB had prepared far too much for a one-hour class, and I was unconvinced that colouring-in was an appropriate undergraduate activity. JM came to the … Continue reading →

BG was not happy to hear that I was about to climb into bed with JG in front of all the party guests. ‘What if something happens?’, she complained. ‘Nothing will’, I assured her – because, in reality, I was … Continue reading →

I was becoming increasingly frustrated with my school friend AL who asked me to meet her with her baby, then repeatedly failed to turn up at the stated venue. At last one evening at 8:45pm we found one another on … Continue reading →

R and JG relocated to Pitlochry then sold their business. They warned us about the new owners and predicted (accurately) that our reservation would get mixed up with that for Mr Lewis. Although we despaired at the chaos – including … Continue reading →

“Boris Johnson told us that we might as well go and play a game of bingo and get a steak for our lunch. It’s going to take ages for them to sort out the photography” said my contact. Boris had … Continue reading →